impulses,
escape.
i long for
the day
i see you
smile
once again,
because nothing,
not anything,
could make me
happier.
the day
i see you
smile
once again,
because nothing,
not anything,
could make me
happier.
5.30.12 (ache)
words
can never
really describe
the change.
this sea
was calm
or a bit
stagnant
but you created
a wave
i cannot
escape.
the mere mention
of your name
creates
tidal waves
and it remains
fresh in my
memory.
can never
really describe
the change.
this sea
was calm
or a bit
stagnant
but you created
a wave
i cannot
escape.
the mere mention
of your name
creates
tidal waves
and it remains
fresh in my
memory.
5.30.12 (shipwrecked)
this ship
has sunk.
floating along
on debris,
i hope to find
that ship
that wrecked too
and i hope
to ride along
together
again.
has sunk.
floating along
on debris,
i hope to find
that ship
that wrecked too
and i hope
to ride along
together
again.
5.29.12 (good morning sun)
good morning
sun.
good morning.
i am greeting you
with a heavy heart.
what hope has done;
what desire.
longing
and faith.
patience
has run away,
and i am scared
that you will too
my friend.
sun.
good morning.
i am greeting you
with a heavy heart.
what hope has done;
what desire.
longing
and faith.
patience
has run away,
and i am scared
that you will too
my friend.
5.29.12 (florentino on the river)
florentino,
my friend,
i follow
your path.
i reserve myself
until some day,
but i do not know
when that day
shall come.
the river
was too sweet
and in parting
it was as
a knife.
florentino,
my friend,
i know
your anguish,
i know
your plight.
i too await the day,
i too
my friend.
my friend,
i follow
your path.
i reserve myself
until some day,
but i do not know
when that day
shall come.
the river
was too sweet
and in parting
it was as
a knife.
florentino,
my friend,
i know
your anguish,
i know
your plight.
i too await the day,
i too
my friend.
5.29.12 (sun)
this scent
is familiar,
one i missed.
i had hoped
the best for this
the first time
and then things
were muddied.
now on impulse
on feeling
we move forward.
i am nervous,
but i have hope.
is familiar,
one i missed.
i had hoped
the best for this
the first time
and then things
were muddied.
now on impulse
on feeling
we move forward.
i am nervous,
but i have hope.
5.29.12 (summer)
late,
early,
another drink,
waiting for the
sun
again.
heartfelt,
heart.
strange words
for strange times.
feeling hope,
but feeling nervous.
so many months
to go
and already
the summer
feels like
summer.
early,
another drink,
waiting for the
sun
again.
heartfelt,
heart.
strange words
for strange times.
feeling hope,
but feeling nervous.
so many months
to go
and already
the summer
feels like
summer.
5.28.12 (sunrise)
i watched
the sun
rise
as i lay
in bed.
glinting through
the window,
drifting off
i thought
of many,
longed for
some,
and dreamt
of one.
the sun
rise
as i lay
in bed.
glinting through
the window,
drifting off
i thought
of many,
longed for
some,
and dreamt
of one.
5.28.12 (nearly)
fully clothed
and very much so
dirty
lying in a bed
that was once mine,
sun peaking through
the window.
there are many things
i long for
but now
feels like it is nearly
enough.
and very much so
dirty
lying in a bed
that was once mine,
sun peaking through
the window.
there are many things
i long for
but now
feels like it is nearly
enough.
5.28.12 (tears)
it's strange
but it has become
so much easier
for me to shed
tears
because i care less
of judgement
and i want to
really
feel.
so tears
stream
for all
and for
this
and it feels
like nothing
before.
but it has become
so much easier
for me to shed
tears
because i care less
of judgement
and i want to
really
feel.
so tears
stream
for all
and for
this
and it feels
like nothing
before.
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